✧˖*°࿐ Welcome to a one-shot/apply fic where your original characters (OCs) can step into the spotlight as the love interests of your favorite fictional crushes. Whether it's a hero you've always liked, a hot mysterious villain, or a loved character...
The streets of Port Victory buzzed with noise—hammering, shouting, and the creak of wagons rolling through the muck. Amidst the chaos, Eliza moved silently, her leather boots quiet on the cobblestones, her faded cloak pulled tight against the salty wind.
Survival had sharpened her over the years since London, leaving her lean and quick-witted, though she still carried the ghost of her younger self—the girl who once outran her fate. "Can't believe I'm doing this again," she muttered to herself as she navigated through the crowded market square, searching for the one person she was certain she'd find here: Jack Dawkins.
She grinned at the thought. She hadn't seen him in years, but if Fagin's word was true, Jack was alive and well. The only question was whether he'd even remember her.
Of course, he would. Jack was many things—charming, reckless, infuriating—but forgetful wasn't one of them.
"Oi, watch it!" a burly dockworker barked as Eliza brushed past.
"Maybe if you moved faster than a dying mule, I wouldn't have to," she retorted, not breaking stride.
Her grin widened. Some habits died hard.
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The reunion was quicker than Eliza expected. The scrap of parchment Fagin had handed her was worn and smudged, the scrawled words barely legible: Port Victory market square, edge of the lights. That was all. No time, no further instructions—just enough to set her curiosity aflame.
As she approached the square, the port's sights and smells surrounded her: fried fish, ale, and the voices of traders and dockworkers. Near a stall of mismatched trinkets, she spotted him—a lean figure against a post, cocky as ever, his hair wild and a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Eliza," Jack called as he straightened. The recognition in his eyes was slow but inevitable.
"Elizabeth Day Abbott," he said, his grin widening. "Well, I'll be damned. Thought you'd have outgrown this mess by now."
